Chapter 19

The next couple days, my family was ecstatic to find out about my new power. We spent them training, looking for new ways to use invisibility. I approached Ryan at my bed, clutching some sort of message, I think. He sprang up.

"Hey babe, how's it going with the training?" he wrapped my tired body into his warm embrace.

"Not so great. I'm trying to make others invisible as well, but I only get someone's hands or feet-not a great thing to hide," I snuggled deeper into his arms, enjoying Ryan's scent that lingered around my nose.

He kissed my head, "Don't worry, you'll eventually do it right." I snorted, yeah of course I would. Ryan got up and stared at me, holding my arms quite a distance away.

"Have some faith in yourself, Nessie. If you think you can do it, you will!" Ryan looked deeply into my eyes, I went invisible immediately. He sighed, frustrated of course.

"Nessie, I'm sorry, you know I don't mean to hurt you," Ryan tried to grab the air's hand, so I moved mine to hold his. I squeezed his fingers and thought.

"What if I get more powers, Ryan? What if I get to be one of the strongest half-blood and would be able to compete with your family against the Volturi?" I rambled about my experience with more powers.

"Well, if you do get more powers, I still wont let you compete what if you die? I wouldn't be able to live without you," his eyes bored into mine, causing me to get a little sadder. I pulled him closer, tangling my legs with his.

"You know, soon we'll both be 16 years old," he mumbled softly in my now visible hair. Wow, I'll finally be able to drive my new Mercedes SLK 320. Ryan chuckled and poked my side, "and I'll be able to drive my new Hummer!"

"Right, that monster truck in your garage. Emmett would love to drive your car and Rosalie would love to fix it," I sniffed a little, enjoying his scent again. Ryan pulled my face up to his, "Somehow, you'll have to drive your car without being caught."

"That just gave me an idea! I could practice making the car and myself invisible, or practice making objects – any kind – invisible," I threw up my hands knowing that was an amazing idea.

Ryan chuckled and pulled me closer, "Oh, how I've wanted someone like this for such a long time." He pulled my lips onto his, making the kiss aggressive and fast. I moaned, tensing up and rolled on top of him, pinning him down with my hands against his wrists. My teeth grazed at his bottom lip, playfully pulling at it until he pulled me closer, deeper into what we started.

*

The next morning, I awoke to a hard surface, rising up and down slowly. I snuggled deeper, enjoying the soothing rising and falling of my pillow. Hopefully, I didn't need to rush to school, my morning was perfect. School… why does that sound so important?

I stood up, causing my imaginary pillow to wake up, "SCHOOL!" Screaming unintelligible words, I searched frantically for some descent clothes. My mind settled for a one shoulder purple dress, white sandals with no heels, a cropped white sweater and a beautiful gold necklace my mother got for Christmas. Hair options varied from up-do, letting my curls fall or doing a duff-puff. I chose to let my curls fall to my waist, with a silver barrette. Ryan left my room to go dress so I had time to freshen my breath. Once I got downstairs, I decided that I would get some fruits. As I chewed on my apple, Ryan came back with a fresh white button up t-shirt. This time was the first that I noticed Ryan really did look older.

"Ryan, you look older! I wonder if I look older too," I wondered aloud, and walked to the nearest mirror. I screamed, looking at my older figure in this reflection. Wouldn't I have to go to a higher grade?

"Don't worry, darling. We both won't have to go to a higher grade because we can just lie and say we had a growth spurt," Ryan answered my thoughts as he worked on his own breakfast. Well, at least I'm old enough to drive! I whimpered walking back to Ryan's arms, cuddling into his chest. His chest rumbled with chuckles, obviously about something I thought.

"You really care about your car, don't you? I think you might turn into Rosalie in a few months," Ryan murmured against my hair. I thought again about my older figure, how my hair was thicker, shiny and less curly, more wavy.

Hopefully, my growth spurt didn't affect my height. If it did, I'd be as tall as Ryan, or maybe he got taller – hopefully.

"Yes, I am taller than you, probably 6'3. That is awesome, now I'm even better at basketball," he kissed my head and finished off his waffles with chocolate syrup and strawberries. Ryan swung around, tossing his plate on the table and pulling out his chair and mine. I sat down beside him and dipped my finger in his chocolate syrup.

"Hey! That's mine," Ryan pulled my finger towards his mouth, licking it very seductively. I shuddered and stole some more of his syrup but with a strawberry slice covered in it. He watched me slowly put it into my mouth, enjoying every bite of the strawberry.

Ryan moved closer, "you, um, have some chocolate on the edge of your mouth." He moved his mouth to the corner of my smile and licked the chocolate off. I moved to the side and kissed him deeply, feeling the taste of chocolate and strawberries linger in our mouths.

A while later, ryan and I arrived at school in Ryan's Hummer. Since we had to keep our reputation up, Chris drove the car. I saw Charlotte, Carlos, Lisa and David in Lisa's car, a red Jaguar. Ryan grabbed my waist and guided me to the usual spot that we all stayed. I climbed into our tree, hoisting Ryan up as well. We talked about the dance Friday, of course. Annie and Char were very excited about the dresses. I decided that I would steal my mom's white and gold dress for the dance. Dad if you're listening, please don't tell mom I'm taking it. The bell eventually rang and we split up to go to class. When I arrived to Trig, everyone was giving a dead stare to the teacher. I turned and looked at the substitute teacher, dumbfounded at who it was.

"Tanya," I whispered.